dramatic death

Chapter 106 Dear

"Player Yintong, clear the copy and reach the ending TE."

"Props obtained: Christie's book × 1, Dong Tiantian's chocolate × 2, handkerchief × 1, group photo × 1."

"The system prompt is turned on, the team mode is turned on, and the chat room is turned on."

"Please choose to enter the main storyline or return to the lounge within 30 seconds."

"Please choose the player."

"Please choose the player."

"Please choose the player."

"Are you sure to return to the lounge?"

"Confirmation is successful, I wish you a happy game."

……

Yin Tong woke up from his muddy consciousness.

He propped himself up and sat up, before he saw the situation clearly, he slipped his hand and fell back again.The fluffy pillow presses the soft mattress, and it accepts his heavy head well. The angular desk was removed during the meeting earlier, and it clings to the opposite wall covered with floor plans. It is perfect at this moment. Carefully avoided the heavy task of opening the ladle for him.

This task fell on An Qi's pillow, although Yin Tong didn't think so much when merging the two single beds, but at the moment he had to thank his foresight, which prevented him from falling under the bed in a dizzy state.

The smell of shampoo still remained on An Qi's pillow, obviously he hadn't been gone for long.

Yin Tongwo let out a long sigh on the pillow.

Obviously Hakoniwa Online's game mechanism is not perfect, at least in terms of dungeon conversion, they still have a lot of room for hints.There is no clearance door, no conversion point, and when you leave the instance, you will simply "go dark", just like stuffing the player directly into the washing machine, and adding water to the seal will make you spin.

Yin Tong looked down at the desk in the corner, and forcibly saw the shape of marshmallows on the other's four straight legs.

He couldn't resist the sour water surging in his stomach, so he simply closed his eyes and obediently acted as a "dumb copy" patient.The aftereffects of excessive blood loss (HP) were still perfectly affecting him. The hunger was like a gangrene that was constantly biting his stomach.However, Yintong really didn't have the strength to get up, and he didn't bother to find something to eat to worship the Wu Zang Temple.

He curled up in the quilt, sniffing the residual scent of mint on the pillow, pursed his mouth and blinked the teardrops on his eyelashes, and thought aggrievedly of his own children.

He didn't know where An Qi had gone, maybe he was discussing strategies with others, maybe he went downstairs to look for food, maybe he got into another dungeon, maybe he had returned to the real world.

He felt tired, and fell asleep in a daze after thinking about it.When he woke up again, there was already someone sitting beside him, humming a song and playing with his fingers, from thumb to little finger, as light as playing the piano.

"London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down.*"

"London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady."

"What is this?" he asked dazedly.

Someone stuffed a lump of sugar into his mouth, which was sweet and exuded a rich milky aroma.Yin Tong opened his eyes and looked towards the place where the sound came from. There seemed to be a person sitting at the head of the bed, with his back to the sun, looking like an ordinary high school student.

"Nursery rhymes," replied the singer.

The unfamiliar tone was like a thunderbolt, causing Yin Tong to flip up from the bed.He stared at the uninvited guest in front of him with staring eyes, and held the utility knife under the pillow with his fingers backward, his forearm was so tense that he even trembled slightly, and he even stopped breathing.

How did this man get in?

When did he come in?

Yin Tong was like a young animal that had been broken into its territory, trembling and trying to put on a fierce look.However, the uninvited guest sitting by the bed didn't care about his vigilance and panic at all. He was still smiling, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were bent so harmlessly.

"Are you afraid of me?" He tilted his head slightly, blinking his eyes curiously, "Why are you afraid of me?"

The uninvited visitor was wearing a pure white turtleneck sweater over a blood-stained tracksuit.While smiling, he supported the mattress with his hands and moved inward, as if he wanted to come over to observe Yintong's expression.

"You look so strange in my eyes," he asked with a smile, "Don't you know me?"

I know you?Why do I know you?

Yin Tong's hand holding the utility knife tightened suddenly, and he raised his wrist with force, raising his hand in an attempt to open a gap in the boy's neck.However, the other party's movements were faster than him. The moment he raised his hand, he swung something and hit his wrist. The messy falling sound accompanied by the subtle electric sound stimulated Yintong's eardrums. He clearly realized that Before the thin blade he pushed out touched the opponent's hair, it was thrown out and stuck straight on the floor.

He only felt a pain in his wrist, and his vision suddenly spun.He didn't even have time to resist the opponent's atrocities, and was directly pushed into the fluffy quilt by his wrist.

The muddy consciousness instantly fell into the predicament of hypoxia, and the blocked mouth and nose accompanied by messy breathing brought dizziness.Yin Tong clenched his teeth and held his breath, raised his legs suddenly, trying to get out of the suffocation, but the other party seemed to have expected his movements, and took advantage of his turning over, pinched his neck and pushed him back into the bedding .

"Can I strangle you?"

He vaguely heard the boy ask such words.

The blurry vision is superimposed with bizarre ghost images, against the pale walls like a silent church.Yintong vaguely felt that he had seen such a scene before, and even had an auditory hallucination, as if someone was standing not far from him, repeating it over and over again.

"It will be over soon."

The dull dull sound suddenly penetrated into the turbid world, and the cold air poured into Yintong's trachea.Coughing his throat like a tuberculosis patient, he was in a daze. When he curled up and raised his head, he just met the overwhelming blood.

That scene was like some kind of movie played frame by frame.

He watched as the cohabitant in front of the bed pulled back the safety axe. The axe blade stuck in the boy's arm was covered with a splash of black blood, and it fell with a "snap" along with the whole piece of flesh on the forearm that had been cut off. on the floor.

"Hiss..." The young man raised his hand to look at the exposed bones on his arm, and took a soft breath, "It really hurts."

An Qi didn't pay attention to his emotion, drooping his eyes and pursing his lips expressionlessly, he tightened his hand holding the axe, raised his eyes and slashed at the uninvited guest.His movements were quick, but his hands were steady without any deviation. The young man held the twisted desk lamp by the bed and raised his hand to block it. After seeing that it was ineffective, he immediately abandoned the car, threw the desk lamp and fled to the window, grabbing the window frame Just flip up.

Only then did Yin Tong see that the window had been left open, and the floating curtain was covered with blood, which looked like some splashed-ink artwork at a glance.

It completely decorated the room into a horror game scene.

An Qi stood in front of the window, holding a safety ax like an executioner waiting to be executed.Yin Tong tried to say something to attract his attention, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was choked by the cold wind, clutching his throat and coughing until his eyes stared.

Then he heard the "squeak" sound of metal hinges turning, and the anti-theft buckle made a soft sound. The child who closed the window seemed to hesitate for a moment, walked towards him a few steps, but stopped, turned and went to another place. one direction.

The sound of pattering water echoed in the bathroom.

Yin Tong looked up towards the direction of the entrance.He thought that An Qi would have to soak for at least ten, twenty, ten minutes, at least rub off a layer of skin like Dong Tiantian, but the sound of the water stopped abruptly within 10 minutes, as if the person who went in just took a quick shower .

Yin Tong heard the sound of the lock tongue opening and closing, and watched An Qi close the bathroom door with his head drooping. He did not take off his clothes and suffer from difficulty in choosing as Yin Tong imagined, but only washed his hands, still Wearing that blood-stained coat.

"Won't you wash it?"

He paused for a moment following Yin Tong's question, then shook his head, feeling that he didn't express clearly, so he lowered his eyes and gave the answer.

"Wait a while," he opened the closet and pulled a tie from the hanger, "I'll wash it later."

An Qi's expression looked a little strange.

Yin Tong watched him walk in front of her holding the tie, leaned over and covered his eyes gently with the thick cloth.The smell of blood and hand sanitizer poured into his nostrils, accompanied by the teenager's fingers flipping constantly behind his head.

He suddenly felt like laughing, and then he actually laughed.

The hungry stomach was still throbbing, and the dizzy brain was covered with layers of cold sweat due to ischemia, but Yintong seemed to be unable to feel it. He closed his eyes and reached out to hold the hands that stopped by his ears. With a light tug, he wrapped his arms around the boy's cold neck.

An Qi is not much better than him, his little friend is trembling all over, he is not a fearless little hero made of strong iron, but a normal person who is afraid and trembling.His body was covered with the smell of blood, mixed with some residual mint fragrance, and the aroma of hand sanitizer was also rubbed in, it smelled like new leaves on the grass after the rain.

It's not a pleasant smell, but Yin Tong didn't intend to let go.

He pressed the back of An Qi's neck, forcing her to get closer to him.The boy's slight resistance is like milk froth floating on the coffee, it will disappear without a trace with a little effort.

"dirty."

"But I want to kiss you."

Yin Tong closed his eyes, smiled lightly, caught the pair of cold lips at the moment when the other party was stunned.

It was difficult for him to tell exactly what mood he was in at the moment, his spirit was like a taut string, as if it would burst suddenly in the next second.He stroked the back of the boy's neck, feeling An Qi's almost rigid posture to keep his balance without touching him.He even wanted to pull him away from the bed and put him in his arms directly, wanting to say that it's okay, I'm not afraid of those dirty things at all.

He wants to say.

"You're so cute."

"I really like you."